The three chosen were each picked up a wooden spear and walked side by side towards the middle of the field, amid the laughter of their companions.

Ding Qi has not been exposed to how soldiers formed combat groups in the era of cold weapons, but from the perspective of attack and defense, combat groups should also have the functions of attack and battle. Therefore, with the help of Ben, after designing the formation of the combat group, whether it is a three-person group or a five-person group, even if it is not a group that often trains together, it is guided by the same combat ideology, that is: the main attack in the middle, the main defense on both sides, the attack and defense are carried out at the same time, and the attack is the main thing.

There is a very good saying that offense is the best defense!

The weapons used by both sides of the game are different, especially the Blackwater tribe uses weapons such as stone axes and bone spears that have the potential to be more lethal, which is the unanimous conclusion reached by Mizusawa and Ding Qi after communication: it must be bloody.

The three members of the Black Water tribe spread out as if they were hunting and approached forward in formation to attack, while the three people of the Ding tribe gathered together like a triangular spearhead, pointing directly at one person in the middle of the opponent and quickly approaching the other party.

Ding Qi off the field no longer wants to look at the results, it seems that his approach is a bit like bullying the small and killing chickens with a knife. The two sides are not a level of combat group at all, one is a formation of hunting beasts, and the other is a battle formation of killing, and the judgment is made!

As the three members of the Ding tribe quickly approached the person in the middle of the other party, the other two members of the Blackwater team also quickly moved closer to the middle, wanting to close in. But before they could get closer, the Ding tribe group had already attacked in front of the man holding the stone axe in the middle, and the three of them shouted in unison, and the wooden spear in their hands pointed directly at the throat, chest, and thigh of the opponent with bayonet techniques.

The man with the axe panicked when he saw the attack, but he was a long-defeated tribal warrior, and the stone axe lifted upwards to block the wooden spear piercing his throat, and at the same time, his body retreated, ready to avoid the other two attacks. The idea was good, but he underestimated the speed of the other party, and the two wooden spears went out to sea like dragons, silently stabbing the opponent's chest and thighs.

The man snorted, and fell down with a bend of his thigh, but before he could breathe back, a wooden spear had been pointed at his throat, although it was not sharp, but the chill emanating from it made him dare not move, and his right hand involuntarily released the stone axe. The other two quickly separated from the left and right, and faced the enemy attacking from both sides.

The actions of the three of them were done in one go, attracting the applause of the people watching the battle around them, and even a woman who had a skin-to-skin relationship with the three screamed and shouted the idea of having a child for each other, and everyone laughed again. But the three of them ignored it, and the strict training told them that the game at this time was the same as a real life-and-death fight, and there was no room for negligence and carelessness.

The other two, one of them swung his spear to pick the stone spear held by the Blackwater team member, and smashed the tip of the spear on the opponent's wrist with another onslaught, and the stone spear fell to the ground instantly. Followed by the wooden spear, a spirit snake swung its tail, and went directly from the left side from the bottom to the top towards the opponent's face, different from the calm just now, whistling into the wind, and slamming on the opponent's face. The huge force smashed the opponent's face into a dent, and his body flew out, and it seemed that he could still hear a clattering sound and slammed it on the ground.

The other man ducked over the ivory that swung over, and when the opponent's strength was old, he quickly got up, rose up with a wooden spear in both hands, and kicked the opponent in the chest in the air.

Boom~

Thrown by a down-to-earth Blackwater team member with both hands, he fell to the ground lying on his back, a wooden spear grew bigger and bigger in his eyes, and he screamed in fright, rolled his eyes, and fainted directly.

The three members of the Blackwater Tribe were all taken down in one move.

None of the three people in the Ding tribe were injured, and it seemed that they didn't even take a rough breath.

Off the field, Mizusawa sat there dumbfounded, unable to believe what was happening in front of him. I wanted to spice up this boring life, and earn some horses and deer, and eat a meal of fragrant meat. I didn't expect that it didn't take long to start, and I lost two games in a row, and I don't know if the meat can be eaten or not, but I will definitely lose to many slaves on the other side This is true. One is thirty slaves, and thirty hasn't figured it out yet, so how many slaves should two be?

Just as he was struggling with the consecutive defeats and how many slaves he had lost, a pair of feet wrapped in animal skins appeared in front of him. It should be very comfortable to wear, it must be better than your bare feet, how to wrap it, you have to ask the Ding tribe if you can change it. As soon as he looked up, he saw the leader of the Ding tribe standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his face, and handing him two small thin wooden sticks.

"Come, take it. Look at this little bundle of sticks, this is thirty, one stick represents a slave, and thirty sticks represent thirty slaves. If you've lost two, then you've lost two thirty, which is the number represented by these two bundles of sticks, sixty. Knowing that you can't count them, I'll prepare these sticks for you in advance, remember, sixty slaves. ”

Ding Qi handed the two small bundles of wooden sticks that had just been folded out to Mizusawa, the purpose was also to let the other party know how many slaves he had lost. As for the third game, he didn't want to go on, it was boring. Is it fun for adults to bully children?

"It's not going to be the third game and you're going to lose for sure. I know you want to eat meat cooked in a clay pot, so I'll give you a pot, along with the pot. But you have to remember, you have to give these sixty slaves to me, if you don't give them to me, I will go to your Blackwater tribe to come over! ”

Ding Qi waved his hand, and someone brought the steaming meat from my pot over, put it in front of Mizuzawa, and turned around and left. Ding Qi beckoned to the leader of the Blue Tiger of the Shangli tribe and walked towards the shack, where he was about to start explaining to the Blue Tiger how to make coarse salt.

Ding Qi was in a very good mood, and even talked a lot more about salt making when he talked to the leader of the Blue Tiger. Sixty slaves were obtained without much effort, and it would be a pleasure to put them on anyone, not to mention that these slaves were seduced by a pot of boiled meat.

The Blue Tiger Leader was shocked to hear Ding Qi explain that the Strength Stone was actually a salt mine, and that this salt ore could melt in large quantities under the action of hot water.

The salt mine is the name of the Ding chief's own tribe, which was discovered by their ancestors. And in this salt mine, a white salt crystal can also be refined, which surprises the Blue Tiger leader even more. This salt crystal can be more convenient to transport, safer to eat, can preserve the meat that is easy to **, and can also pickle some plant rhizomes to eat, which made him surprised!

He didn't expect that there were so many secrets hidden behind the power stone, and this kind of secret could have such a big impact, and even change the way of life of primitive people, how could he not be ecstatic. If he didn't plan to go back with some pottery, he planned to fly back now and see if what Ding Qi said was true.

"Blue Tiger Leader, you don't need to worry. When the exchange meeting is over, you will go back two days later, and I will teach you how to turn stone into salt. ”

After getting Ding Qi's assurance, Lan Hu finally felt more at ease in his heart, and after eating some meat, he hurried to bed early, looking forward to tomorrow's exchange meeting being held early.

The next day, before the morning fog had lifted, a ray of sunlight shone through the thick clouds on everything in nature. This made the people of the tribes who had been waiting for a few days feel more comfortable, even if they had lost dozens of slaves, Mizusawa had changed their decadent mentality, early

Come out of the shack made of tree branches early to welcome the sun.

The boiled meat last night made him feast on his appetite, and he almost ate his tongue. He never imagined that there was such a delicious thing in the world, and that such a delicious thing was conjured from the kind of pottery called the clay pot. The pot that our tribe exchanged from the Graystone tribe was actually used by our own people as a tool for holding water, and this one in the Graystone tribe dared to lie to us, and it seems that it is necessary to teach them a lesson.

Mizusawa looked around as he thought. However, the scene of a group of people from the Ding tribe squatting there with a wooden stick in his mouth and pounding it back and forth opened his eyes to the habit of getting up late. I don't know that the other party is brushing his teeth, and Shui Zexin said that this group of people is really not afraid of smashing their mouths, and if that thing is poked in their mouths, it will definitely hurt and bleed.

Just when Mizusawa expressed his incomprehension of the affairs of the Ding tribe, the people of the other tribes also walked out of the resting place one after another, and placed the items brought by their tribe in their own places in the exchange venue, just like the drills of the past two days, placed in an orderly manner.

After the courtship dance last night, the Ding tribe had nothing to do to clean up the entire exchange site, and divided the venue according to the pre-planned plan and distributed it to the tribes. This form of allocating the venues to the tribes is the prototype of the stall economy, and after it is built here in the future, it will have to be charged!

Hides, food, tubers, bone artifacts, stone tools, plant seeds or fruits were placed in their corresponding positions, as were some things they had collected that they thought might be of interest to Tinch. As for the slaves who were brought in, they stayed behind the crowd, waiting for their masters to decide their fate.

All the tribes were busy, but the people of the Blackwater tribe did not move, they looked at the noisy scene in front of them, and rarely did not participate, as if they were just outsiders. As everyone knows, this is them observing what good things the tribes have, and these good things may become theirs after the exchange is over. Mizusawa was the only one who walked around in front of the stalls of the various tribes, like a thief stepping on a little, carefully watching the things of each family.

Ding Qi also came early to stand in front of his stall, watching everyone busy, and sighed in his heart, this is a living person!

Maslow's hierarchy of needs says that humans look for social needs after solving their needs for survival and security. The mutual exchange and communication between these tribes is a kind of socialization, and the prototype of this stall economy is also a kind of socialization. For Ding Qi, this is the most desired need in addition to his survival and safety needs, although communication within his tribe is also a social behavior, but far less resonant than the communication between tribes.

There was no speech, no welcome ceremony, no various processes and red tape, and the exchange meeting began naturally in the tacit eyes of everyone. In this exchange meeting, everyone's main purpose is two, one is the pottery of the Ding headquarters, and the other is the power stone of the force tribe.

Ding Qi couldn't be idle, and he had long been looking for what he needed in the inter-tribal stalls. For him, it was the strange that was his original intention for this kind of exchange. No, as soon as he stood in front of the stall of the Qiu tribe, he was attracted by a pile of reddish and purple things in the corner, and he couldn't move his eyes anymore.

It's the shell of a fruit with a shiny round black seed in it, the kind of thing that Ding Qi remembered when he discovered the pepper, and the two of them are a perfect match!

Pepper!